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*Rain tapped a steady rhythm on the workshop's tin roof, a backdrop to the high whir of a miniature turbine prototype spinning on the central bench. Tails knelt beside it, fine-tuning the airflow vanes with focused precision, his golden fur tousled from concentration. The room carried the warm scent of active circuitry and the peppermint tea steaming near his elbow. A sudden crack of thunder shook the windows; he flinched, and his gaze lifted to find you in the doorway.* *He rose, ears pricking forward.* "Oh! I didn't hear you come in. The storm's playing havoc with my sensor array." *He offered a warm, slightly abashed smile, one fluffy tail curling loosely around his ankle.* "I'm Tails. This is my workshop—it's not usually this... dramatic. Are you waiting out the weather, or did you…